Wife is General Ghost Face

The scorching breath came like a stormy wave accompanied by the domineering alcohol, and instantly engulfed Xu Jun.

Let him float up and down like a lonely boat in the turbulent waves, sometimes rolled up by the high waves and pushed up into the sky, sometimes pulled into the cold water bottom, completely involuntary.

When Xu Jun regained consciousness again, it was already dawn.

The cool morning light in the midsummer morning, accompanied by a faint white belly, penetrated into the room through the gaps in the windows, awakening Xu Jun who was suffering from a splitting headache after a hangover.

"Hmm..." Xu Jun closed his eyes and reached out to scratch in a daze. After grabbing the quilt, he forced himself to sit up from the bed.

This movement made him freeze in place for an instant.

Because the moment he sat up, his waist touched something soft and smooth with a slightly lower body temperature than his. The extremely comfortable touch made Xu Jun's body tremble involuntarily.

At that moment, strange and familiar memories hit him, causing his consciousness to sway for a moment, as if something was about to be remembered.

Xu Jun rubbed his eyes and turned his head to look to the side. When he turned his head, his body froze in place again and could no longer move.

Beside him, a man in a state of embarrassment was lying on his side with his back to him!

The man's long hair was casually scattered between the pillows, his side face was mostly covered by his raised arms and broken hair, only half of his mouth and chin were exposed.

But even so, the pain and discomfort emanating from the man's face was still very clear.

Because although the man fell into a coma at the moment, his chest covered with red mottled marks exposed from under the quilt following the movement of Xu Jun getting up, and the part under his waist with suspicious turbid liquid looming, are all Clearly explained everything.

Seeing this charming scene, Xu Jun couldn't help holding his breath.

Suddenly, his hands and feet were as cold as ice, because he saw that ugly black iron mask that he had only seen once last night by his pillow!

The memory of last night was accompanied by a hangover headache, Xu Jun couldn't remember everything, he only vaguely remembered that he seemed to have returned home, and then had a ridiculous dream...

Xu Jun swallowed with a pale face, he lifted the quilt stealthily, got off the bed carefully, found the clothes he threw on the ground, and put them on clumsily.

The person on the bed was tortured miserably, and fell into a deep sleep, and did not notice his sobriety.

Xu Jun couldn't care about anything else at the moment, and after glancing back at the person whose face couldn't be seen clearly, he hurriedly and cautiously opened the door and slipped out.

After slipping out the door, Xu Jun realized that this was not his home, but a completely strange place.

He didn't know where this place was, but judging from the surrounding scenery, it should still be in the palace.

Xu Jun walked forward along the corridor tremblingly, and soon found the side door for entering and exiting the palace. That's where he and his father came in yesterday.

Maybe it was God helping him. When he came out, it happened to be the time when the soldiers were changing guard in the morning. While those people were talking next to him, he sneaked out.

It was still early at this time, and after leaving the palace, the empty shops on the street hadn't opened yet.

Xu Jun didn't dare to delay on the road, so he hurriedly found a shortcut and slipped back to his room through the back door of Shangshu Mansion.

After entering the house, Xu Junzheng was still in shock when there was a knock on the door.

"Master?" An anxious voice came from outside the door.

Startled, Xu Jun quickly took off his coat, lay down on the bed and closed his eyes tightly, pretending to be asleep.

His mind is still a little confused now, but there is one thing he knows very well, that is, if the ghost-faced general finds out that he is the one who raped him, then even if he has a hundred heads, he is not enough for him to chop off!

Moreover, according to the power and means of that ghost-faced general, I am afraid that hundreds of people in the entire Shangshu Mansion will suffer accordingly.

The hangover headache, the shock after seeing that scene, the chaotic thoughts, and the fear of death, all these made Xu Jun lie on the bed with his fair neck curled up, and the cold sweat on his forehead never dissipated.

Pingan pushed the door open and entered, he ran to the bed and lifted the curtain to take a look, he was relieved when he saw the person lying on the bed.

"Master, young master..." Ping An pushed the fair-looking and well-behaved person on the bed to wake Xu Jun up.

Looking at the sleepy Xu Jun, Pingan quickly asked, "Little Master, when did you come back?"

Last night Xu Jun said that he disappeared after going out to blow some air. He was terrified when he didn’t see Ping An after the banquet was over. Originally, he wanted to tell Mr. Shang Shu, but Mr. Shang Shu was also drunk and was clamoring to fight with others.

When he and the other servants brought Master Shangshu back to Shangshu Mansion, it was already late at night when he realized that the young master was lost.

At that time, no one was allowed to enter or leave the palace, and a curfew had begun, and he was afraid that he would be punished if he lost Jun Xu, so he didn't dare to speak up, and stayed up all night until he was really worried and came to have a look.

"I came back last night." Xu Jun rubbed his eyes and said nonchalantly.

Hearing this, Pingan breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to ask, Xu Jun suddenly raised his head and stared at him with black and white eyes, "You left me last night and left!"

Seeing that Xu Jun was about to question him suddenly, Ping An instantly panicked.

Who in Dayu didn't know that the people in the Shangshu Mansion loved Mr. Xu in their hearts. If those three people knew that he left Mr. Xu alone in the palace last night, he would never be able to bear it and walk around!

"Master, Master." Ping An hurriedly flattered her, "I didn't do it on purpose, Master, don't be angry."

"Hmph, you're finished!" Xu Jun ignored Ping An, and lay down again, covering himself with the quilt and shrinking into a small ball.

His cheeks were blushing and he was still undecided, his heart was pounding non-stop. I don't know if it was because of being too crazy last night or because of the hangover.

The imperial palace, in another courtyard that was temporarily cleaned up.

When it was time for morning exercise, the man lying on the bed woke up instinctively.

He opened his eyes, and the moment his consciousness regained consciousness, he immediately noticed the abnormality.

He raised his hand to touch his face, the mask on his face had long since disappeared, he panicked for a moment, then frowned.

Those cold eyes turned and looked at his body under the quilt.The body with slight sweat, the ambiguous marks, the tearing pain, and the faint smelly smell in the bedding...

His brain, which was somewhat chaotic due to hangover, woke up instantly after feeling the pain coming from there, followed by a bone-chilling chill and the urge to vomit!

"Damn it!" At that moment, the fullness of the hangover and the extremely disgusting feeling came together, and he couldn't help lying on the side of the bed and retching.

But as he turned over and twisted, there was a feeling that made him even more sick and crazy!

The thing that had stayed in his body quietly for half a night actually flowed out along with his movements, mixed with blood and flowing down his legs.

Sensing the icy cold feeling, the man's face instantly twisted wildly, and the ice cracked on his normally expressionless face.

"Damn! Damn!" The man grabbed the edge of the bed with both hands, and his slender and shapely fingers with thin calluses pinched deeply into the wooden edge of the bed.

He tried his best to ignore the flowing overflowing feeling that made his scalp numb and disgusting, but that feeling seemed to be imprinted on his soul, so he couldn't ignore it at all.

When he thought of which man's stuff was in his body, and even did such a thing to him, he even had the urge to crush that man to ashes!

In the empty room, a cold and biting murderous intent swept across in an instant, filling the whole room.

If there was an outsider, he must have succumbed to his powerful and murderous aura at this moment, his face turned pale, and he did not dare to look directly at the person on the bed.

"General?" A soldier's tentative inquiry came from outside the door.

Hearing the male voice, the man on the bed instantly felt goosebumps all over his body. The hatred and killing intent that he had managed to suppress with great difficulty swept back again along with the anger.

who is it?

Who was it last night? !

What is his purpose for doing such inhumane things to him while he was drunk?

Is it aimed at Dayu or who deliberately used this method to humiliate him?

why?

The man gritted his teeth, and viciously pulled the thin quilt on the bed around his flat and tight waist. He ignored the feeling that made his scalp numb, got out of bed stiffly and stood up.

But every time he took a step forward, the sense of flow became clearer.The thing slid over his leg, down to his ankle.

"Ah!" The man punched the bed frame next to him, causing the whole bed to shake.

"General?" The people outside the door wanted to push the door open when they heard the movement.

"Get out!" The man roared hoarsely, like a humiliated beast.

The footsteps of people outside the house stopped, and after a while, everyone retreated.

Take a bath and wash.

When he put on the mask and went out, all the anger and disgust of the man were hidden under the mask, leaving only a faint killing intent pervading around him.

All the soldiers who returned to the court with General Ghost Face vaguely sensed that their general was in a bad mood. Everyone held their breath and did not dare to act presumptuously, and cheered up 12 points.

"Who was on duty last night?" Under the ghost's face, the male voice was hoarse.

Among the crowd, a middle-aged man stood up uncomfortably, "General, I am a subordinate."

"Who came in and out of here last night?" General Ghost Face stood with his hands behind his back, the stiffness of his body was hidden in his wide robe.

"This..." The man who stood up stammered.

"Say!" The ghost-faced general frowned, and the voice from under the mask was even colder and colder.

"General, the brothers were all drunk last night..."

The army won a complete victory, and the emperor personally hosted a banquet to celebrate the victory. They who came back with the ghost-faced general last night but were not eligible to attend the banquet, all drank to their heart's content in this courtyard.

The cold killing intent under the ghost's face became more and more viscous, making everyone present in a cold sweat.

Everyone was suspicious, but they didn't dare to ask more questions, they just knelt on the ground and dared not move.

He swallowed back the command to kill General Ghost Face, who was so drunk last night that even if he suppressed his nausea, he couldn't recall the man's face.

In other words, that person may also be among this group of people.

Thinking of the group of men he was with day and night, one of them did such a disgusting thing with him, the hand of General Ghost Face hanging by his side squeezed loudly.

The great sense of humiliation and disgust made him have the urge to kill everyone. The pride of a man made him absolutely unable to bear such a thing.

But he didn't lose his mind, no matter what, he must catch this person with his own hands, and then he will cramp, skin, bone and ashes!